You are the pattern in the weaving of my existence. You are the secret code that unlocks all that is mine. You are the manner in which I dance, flying from cloud to cloud…You are the answer to all my questions, always unexpected, which raises me from one world to another.You are my sailing boat on the ocean of infinite tranquility and bliss. My most beautiful ark. Your soul has no limits, and it is in my eyes that You are endless…
And thus when I am not asking You anything then, in fact, I am asking You; And when I do not see You – I do indeed see you. And when You are silent You are speaking inside of me; and when you are asleep you are awake inside of me.....

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Thursday, 22 December 2016

To my soul your voice was loud and clear

I write this to you - what more can be said? 
What more can I add to that one fact? 
For now I know it is in your power 
To punish me contemptuously for this act.
Who are you, my guardian angel? 
Or a wily devil, a tempter fatal? 
Disperse these doubts, this agony. 
No one understands what I say,
My reason tortures me every day, 
And silently I am doomed to perish. 
You, I await: With a single glance 
Revive the hope that's in my heart, 
Cut short this heavy dream I cherish....

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